Chapter 1301 - You Should Be Lowkey (1/2)

Bogota, the capital of Colombia; a city where beauty and sin coexisted.

Maybe apart from emeralds, all foreigners shared the same impression of Colombia – drugs and guerrillas. In fact, in addition to these two things, Colombia also had robbers, thieves, homeless people, the typical South American passion, as well as the “lazy culture.”

Since the beginning of the Cold War, the guerrillas in this country were fighting against the pro-UA government and the UA. However, after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the guerrillas that had lost external support quickly deteriorated, and now they have basically survived on hostages and drugs. Not only did their numbers decrease significantly, but they also moved completely from the city into the remote border mountains.

It was impossible to describe in plain words the chaos in the country. A drama did depict some of these phenomena, and its name was the same as the theme it wanted to express, “Narcos”.

A girl in a cute skirt appeared in the rundown airport lobby.

When she passed through the airport terminal, many passengers gazed at the girl with surprise and concern in their eyes.

The reason why it was odd, other than her exquisite beauty by human standard, was the fact that she dared to come to this city without her parents. In particular, the lack of baggage in her hands created more suspicion and doubt and made people question if she had been separated from her parents.

However, while they were concerned, no one stepped forward to help her.

Even the police at the gate of the airport just glanced at her for a second before he continued to slouch on the chair and slumber.

It was one in the morning.

The street outside the airport was brightly lit, but there were very few people that could be seen.

At this time, unless it was absolutely necessary, almost no one chose to venture out at night.

Sure enough, shortly after she left the airport, she was being followed.

Lilith followed the direction from the satellite map towards the embassy, but soon noticed that someone was following her. Therefore, she decided to turn into an alley.

When all the homeless people curled up in the alley saw such a beautiful girl appear, they all froze.

For a glimpse second, they thought they saw an angel.

But the next second, the angel in their eyes turned into green banknotes.

Robbing tourists was a part-time job for almost all homeless Colombians, especially those near the airport.

Just as they hesitated on whether they should rob, kidnap, or do something else, the faces that appeared at the alleyway made them change their mind. The expression that was previously ferocious, quickly changed as they hurriedly stood up and left the alley.

In an instant, the entire alley was empty.

Not because they saw the police.

It was because they saw someone more terrifying than the police.

“I didn’t expect your face to be so effective,” The man with slightly dark skin joked.

“Really? I think the name Torres works better,” Another big man with an ugly face grinned.

The man in the middle did not speak, but his greedy eyes repeatedly examined the calves under the girl’s skirt.

Abel Torres, a drug lord active in Central America, delivered tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of drugs to the UA through the Florida gangs every year.

However, because of his considerable force in Colombia and Panama, he not only colluded with the local judicial department, but he also controlled a private armed force of about 500 people to protect his drug plantations and drug factories.

Ironically, the weapons used by his men were basically bought from the UA. Especially the .20 caliber heavy machine gun and M224 mortar that he kept as part of his collection in his mansion. They were both gifts from an arms dealer named Robert a few years ago after a big deal.

Apart from dollars and weapons, there was only one other thing he adored, which was, Caucasian girls around twelve-to-thirteen years old. The venting of his sexual desire and sadism on a pure body made him feel joy from the heart, and it was one of the reasons why he was listed in the top five of the CIB’s Most Wanted List in South America.

Torres kneeled in front of Lilith. He grinned and revealed his yellowish black teeth, then he started to laugh in a way that resembled a wolf.

“Little girl, are you lost?”

Lilith looked at the weird uncle in front of her without expression and did not speak.

Torres did not feel angry about the fact that Lilith disregarded him, but he smiled patiently.

“I’ll take you to your mother, okay?”

Lilith let out a long sigh, looked up in the sky, then muttered to herself.

“This is really troublesome.”

After he was ignored two times, Abel Torres started to feel irritated. And the two men behind him began to shout a little impatiently.

“What is this kid talking about?”

“I don’t know… Boss, I know this is your hobby, but we better not stay here too long. You know, the CIB is looking for us,” The ugly giant said as he looked uncomfortably behind him.

“True,” Torres sighed and looked at Lilith, then he spoke to her in a sincere tone. “You’ll have to sleep for a bit.”

Without warning, he revealed the taser in his hand.